Deadly Alive
Fell in ditches, rose, fell,... then you came...picked me, held me, raised my esteem, replenished my pride...then I hit the ground hard on my face only to see you laughing at my fall...
It all happened when we first met at the sacred junction, Where you ripped me apart, And ventured into my deeper self You whispered words of possession, Which now sounds like bloody torture
You kissed my head off a dozen times, Which now feels like deep, nasty knife stab You slid your tongue through my spine Which now feels like I've been cut open You captured the very thing that keeps me alive,
Now, I'm dead... but my mind is still wandering... Now I know I'm dead...